#gal pals you know

[lilas]

we have entered crackship territory. you understand.

I’m adopting Apyaahi. My girl did everything wrong and she’s an unrepentant terrorist but she should Be Free.

[lutheban]

Just gals being pals, right?

again thinking about what if canon!payneland meet fem!payneland the girls are a bit ahead of them kjk

[persnickety-doodles]

Friendship Goals <3

[thisdoesnthaveend]

Harlivy in Harley Quinn (2021) #43

[daniel-bruehl]

DANIEL BRÜHL as BARON HELMUT ZEMO The Falcon and The Winter Soldier // S01E05

[im-not-buying-it-ether]

Okay but now I feel compelled to wonder, in that fun AU of CC and Marilyn being Captain and Mary Marvel, what their lives as heroes would be like

Like, villains are the same for the most part with probable lack of antagonism with Sivana, he’s the dude who hired them for the dog in the first place with the public intent of a historical attraction at a park and on the side of the bus he’s campaigning for mayor. Other than that, villains seem to be the same from the brief moments we see.

They stay out of the limelight, they prioritize keeping their identities hidden for the sake of Billy and Mary’s saftey and childhoods, and they take their duties seriously.

But what’s tingling at the brain right now is how they’d interact with the rest of the world of DC, heroes and teams and whatnot, outside of Fawcett and the menagerie of characters there. We know CC accidentally stumbled onto some daring scene with Spy Smasher and the bunch (no joke, time was funky in Fawcett and CC was alive at that time) but I’d love to see him with other heroes

Like, say he fills the normal roles in comics Billy would’ve, joins JLI and, like his son, tries calling the other heroes out for acting like bigger juveniles than his actual kids and ditches bc apparently the people who save the world on the regular cant not try and fist fight the other every few hours. He’s on and off some team, focusing on his city and his family more and more, pops in for bigger fights when they occur but is mostly hometown based and handles his own issues.

Of newer stuff, I turn to YJ’s tv show for another idea. Aka, CC also being a chaperone for the Team at the same time Billy comes in but with a twist, turns out his kids have a percolation for magic and have been getting the hang of some spells so they’re joining the Team too while CC is on chaperone duty. So leads Billy and Mary’s attempt at a slow entrance into heroism that immediately backfires when they get captured, cue heartwarming scene of dad hugging his kids after a dangerous situation that follows him tearing the base apart looking for them. True dad fashion and all that. What becomes complicated is the World Without Grown Ups plot, in which I say have Billy and his had pre-the plot agree that Billy can have Shazam powers for super big emergencies and Billy definitely counts all adults disappearing as an emergency. Cue once more the fun father son bonding of Billy looking just like his old man with Shazam powers.

Onto Marilyn, who unfortunately doesn’t seem to have more beyond “clever” and “good mom” from comics, but she’s got her hutzpah and would probably be as active a hero as CC while still prioritizing her life and family over heroism. The whole Shazam thing is definitely more a job than it is what kind of person she is, she’s an archeologist and likes that profession more than she likes worrying about everyone else. She’s definitely more no nonsense and, if there’s a difference, she’d probably prefer the more grounded crime fighting than the mystical shenanigans CC would do in her stead. Billy and Mary end up closer to her in quality time since that focus of crime fighting keeps her grounded.

Also, the general vibes of the Captain Marvel tropes. Such as the identity shenanigans.

It is a fun thing of fanfic that, since his civilian identity is very vulnerable and people like their identity plots, Billy has his questioned or revealed a lot. Add in CC as Marvel instead and it flips a bit to be a man who is well known in his home city whose entire family, non-powered children included, could easily become targets if anyone knew who he was. And he’s deliberately secretive about it for that purpose, he’s protecting his children with his wife. So, perspective, there’s a new hero who comes in with a hero partner who is also their life partner. They have the power of actual gods and titans, they don’t explain anything past some nebulous Wizard they can’t name as to how they got their powers, they are very hush-hush on their normal lives but everyone knows they have to have one. It’s hard to contact them, you don’t know they’re working or traveling or with their kids because you don’t know they do work or that they have kids, so you worry what they’re up to for what seems to be every hour they aren’t begrudgingly saving the world with the rest of the heroes. You catch them talking to the other but the minute they hear you they clam up and change everything about how they were just a second ago, you could swear they were talking about digs or gods or bringing someone home but you don’t know anything because you don’t know them.

Cue the mistrust, the reveals, how it all goes wrong and someone gets hurt, be it the other when they don’t have their powers or their kids and suddenly you’ve pissed off the man who loves his family so much he was tearing the multiverse open to try and keep the timeline going where they were all alive and happy together and the woman who loves those kids just as much. Or, say that reveal had villains get both of the Batsons, and now those heroes have to look those orphans in the eye and beg forgiveness, and when fate still demands its heroes out comes two new ones that make it seem like the whole Batson sham was fake and no way Marilyn and CC were the Marvels, the marvels are still flying around after they’ve gone and gotten dead and buried. Cue those heroes looking at the new Captain and Mary Marvel, knowing it’s the kids they accidentally made orphans wearing the faces of the friends they betrayed.

[shroomerr]

You guys ever read the most beautiful, jaw dropping, feet kicking, leaves you with a feeling of yearning fic that it possesses you? yea that was me anyways here’s vampire Kyle and his annoying assigned bodyguard who’s also a witch

(ALSO IF YOU WANT TO READ SAID FANFIC ITS A KYLE X READER FIC CALLED ITS FALLING FOR THE IDEA BY FEDOSAURUSREX ON AO3 THAT INSPIRED ME TO WHIP THIS WHOLE AU UP)

[ahollowgrave]

Happy Galentine's Day!

Odette has hard candies in her lil' purse! She'll share with you! If you mime catching the kiss she blows you, she might share two. Prudence was blackmailed into this.

Standalones of the girls because I like them so much!

[gauntletgirlie]

I need my golden crown of sorrow

My bloody sword to swing

My empty halls to echo with grand self-mythology

I am no mother

I am no bride

I am king

King by Florence and the Machine.

[caeslxys]

I just know that when Imogen finds out that Laudna, Ashton, and Orym were all in Issylra after Chetney suggested they all teleport there to begin with she's gonna start mentally biting and screaming and throwing up

[joeyisourranger]

“friends and the whole nine yards” that’s one way to put it

[doublel27]

[impliedscamp]

im too lazy to edit the actual meme but picture this if you will “died friday born sunday welcome back our lord and saviour jesus christ”

[lucabyte]

making posts about headcanons that have basically no textual backing makes me itchy but someday i should probably elaborate on my opinion that "mirabelle being aroace is the one thing keeping her oblivious to the fact that the dormont house of change is the religious coven equivalent to fleetwood mac"

[ace-malarky]

Daring

in which we learn not to dare Summer but also she uh. she would like someone to call her bluff, perhaps

~~

Summer leant forward over the table, grinning at April. “It’s only chance, isn’t it?”

“I don’t like how much it’s been in your favour. Are these dice loaded or something?” April grabbed them up and shook them by her ear.

Summer snorted. “You’ve been using the same dice! How would they only be loaded for me?”

“I don’t know, maybe there’s a switch, or they’re magnetised or something.” April threw the dice into her tray.

The dice rolled across the tray, bumped into each other and came up a handful of low numbers; not all ones, but low enough that April couldn’t hope to put a dent in Summer’s lead.

“I wouldn’t dare.” Summer hadn’t stopped grinning.

April narrowed her eyes. She reached for the crisps. “One of your siblings could have.”

“No we wouldn’t have,” Casey called from the next room over. “We take cheating very seriously in this household.”

“Hey, butt out!” Summer yelled back.

Casey laughed. “I’m defending your honour!”

“It doesn’t need it!”

“I don’t think you have any,” April said, and threw a crisp at Summer.

It bounced off her arm and hit the floor.

“Oh, those are fighting words.” Summer snapped her attention back to April.

“All’s fair in love and war, isn’t it?” April pushed back from the table, further onto the couch.

“If that were the case, you wouldn’t accuse me of cheating.” Summer grinned, shifting onto her knees to have more stretch over the table.

“Well – ah – games are… different?” April flicked her gaze down to the board between them. “Speaking of–”

“Do you want to cement your loss?” Summer sat back, one foot up on the beanbag and an arm wrapped around her knee.

April snorted. “I could still turn this around.

“Sure.” Summer took the dice and shook them into her tray.

They rolled into a jumble of numbers, enough to get Summer to the end of the board.

“You were saying?”

April scoffed. “Hey, shut the fuck–” She broke off as Summer threw a gummy bear at her. “Hey!” She slapped a hand against her arm to catch the sweet. “Don’t waste them.”

“What, are you going to let that stop you?”

“I know where these clothes have been!”

“Hand it over then.” Summer held out her hand.

“What, so you can throw it again?”

“No, so I can eat it. What do you take me for?”

“Gross.” April narrowed her eyes. “You wouldn’t.”

“We don’t waste food in this house.”

“It’s not a strict adherence, exactly–” Casey broke off in a laugh.

“I told you to butt out!”

“Wait, what does this mean for the crisp I threw at you?”

“Oh, you mean this one?” Summer reached down to pick it up.

“Please don’t, it’s been there for a while.”

Summer shrugged, puffed a breath over the crisp, and ate it.

“Well that’s horrifying.”

“Good for the immune system or something.”

“I don’t think that’s how it works.” April dropped the gummy bear onto her plate amongst the crumbs of the pizza.

“The moral of this story is that you should never say anything even remotely dare-like to Summer.” Casey entered the room and dropped onto the nearest chair. “She isn’t fond of backing down.”

April shifted on the couch to face him. “Oh, so she’s always been like this?”

“Long as I’ve known her.”

“Even before–” April caught herself. “No, sorry. Never mind that.”

Summer settled back on her beanbag. “Not so much,” she said in reply to April’s half asked question. “So you can probably blame Casey, actually.” She grinned at him.

“Well, I get it from Kari, so actually it’s her fault.”

Summer laughed. “Bold save.”

Casey waved a hand in acknowledgement, taking a long drink from his bottle.

“The more I hear about Kari, the more worried I am about meeting her.” April settled back on the couch. “She seems…” she trailed off.

“No, she’s really nice.”

“High energy,” Casey supplied.

“Don’t start describing her like a dog.”

April laughed. “Is this what having siblings is like?”

“Depends what brand of siblings you get.” Summer shrugged.

Casey stretched out to grab at the crisps.

Summer pulled them back out of reach. “I didn’t hear a please.”

“Oh come on! They’re clearly in the sharing bowl!”

“Sure, for people who don’t interrupt a hangout.” She offered the bowl to April.

“Oh, don’t – don’t bring me into this.” April took the bowl all the same, holding it close to her chest.

Casey sighed, shifting about on the chair to lie across it, one armrest under his head and the other under his knees. “It’s a cruel, cruel life to be surrounded by sisters who don’t care that I’m wasting away.”

“Sucks to be you.”

“I mean…” April glanced down at the bowl in her arms. “We’re not going to eat all of these.”

“Oh, I like her. I like you, you’re one of her better friends.”

“We could. I could.” Summer straightened off her beanbag, leaning over the table. “Easy.”

April snorted. “I’m not enabling that.” She placed the bowl back on the table, in reach of everyone.

“To be clear, Summer, no one is daring you to eat the rest of the crisps.” Casey reached for a handful. “Besides, you should probably finish your game.”

“Oh, we have. I won.” Summer locked eyes with April, a grin curling across her face. “Which means I get a prize, right?”

“Right,” April said cautiously. “Did we – can we put limits on that? Only I’m saving up for something.”

“Oh, monetary prizes are for people who already have money.” Summer waved her hand.

“Makes sense,” Casey said, muffled around a handful of crisps. “Don’t scare her off.”

“I won’t.” Summer rolled her eyes.

“Wait, why would you even need to warn her off.” April flicked her gaze between them.

“How do you feel about dares?” Summer asked.

“As long as they’re not dangerous?”

“Of course. We’ve lost siblings that way.”

Casey burst out laughing. “Oh my god, Summer, what the fuck.”

She shrugged, grinning, unrepentant.

“A hazard to know,” Casey said to April. “Don’t let her escalate.”

“Right, yes.” Summer turned her attention back to April. “A dare.” She wriggled on her perch. “How about a kiss for the victor?”

“What?” April blinked at her.

Casey flicked his gaze between them, hand in the bowl of crisps.

“Back of the hand,” Summer said, holding hers out across the table. “You know. Princess style.”

Casey pulled the bowl back out of the way, shrinking to the sidelines.

April shuffled forward on the couch so she could reach and gingerly took Summer’s hand. She swept her thumb down the side of Summer’s n a nervous sort of movement, and Summer’s mouth went dry.

It had gone uncomfortably quiet.

“Like this?” April brushed a kiss across the back of Summer’s hand and looked up.

“Yeah.” Summer had to swallow before she could speak. “Yeah, that – that’s good.”

April sat back on the couch, Summer’s hand slipping slowly out of hers. “What next?”

Summer’s stomach flipped.

[vodkaing]

i mean come on